[ ah, so Dokja is an avid fiction enjoyer? Abel's smile seems to broaden a bit as he watches that Look in his friend's eyes; maybe this might be best described as a passion, then. it might explain the state of his room, mm, something akin to a (very messy) library. ]

I see... I see, so it's like that, is it? You lose yourself in a good book to pass the time?

[ it is, at least, better than huddling in on himself in a depressive fugue state. but you know. ]

...Hey, Dokja; have you read anything good lately?